My hotel is full of emperors throughout history.

Finally, when all else failed, Zhu Biao turned his gaze to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo sighed and walked up.

"We'll split it equally, or you can forget about getting anything else!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Di reluctantly stepped aside.

Finally, the grain seeds were distributed under the mutual supervision and with everyone having their own agendas.

The emperors carefully placed their respective seeds, which they considered national treasures, at their feet, and only then could they breathe a sigh of relief.

After taking the seeds, Liu Che seemed to have thought of something and turned his gaze to Chen Mo.

"What about that hybridization method that supposedly increases yield and improves quality? You said it wouldn't take too long? Doesn't it require copying or printing?"

Li Shimin, Ying Zheng, and Zhu Yuanzhang's gazes instantly focused on it.

Even Zhu Di, who had just held the seeds in his arms, perked up his ears.

Compared to the seeds already in hand, methods that continuously optimize food production are undoubtedly a more long-term national policy.

Chen Mo slapped his forehead and led the five emperors into his small room, which served as both a study and an office.

The room was small and simply furnished, but the most eye-catching thing was the desk with a computer and printer on it.

"Please wait a moment, everyone. I'll retrieve the data right away."

As Chen Mo spoke, he sat down in front of the computer, moved the mouse, and went directly to the browser to start searching.

"What is this thing? Why does it contain such a vast universe, with its radiant light flowing within?"

Liu Che was the first to step forward, pointing at the glowing computer screen with a look of astonishment on his face.

The text and images jumping on the screen were completely beyond his comprehension.

"This is a computer, similar to a mobile phone. It can store a huge amount of books and classics, and can also be used for typing and calculations. It has many functions."

As Chen Mo explained, he found a PDF file titled "Principles of Hybrid Rice Breeding (Elementary Explanation)" and double-clicked to open it.

Instantly, the entire screen was filled with densely packed, illustrated information.

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Zhu Biao, Fusu: ???

Li Shimin was dumbfounded.

This is a million times faster than the most skilled court painters and scribes combined!

Although Ying Zheng did not speak, his slightly forward-leaning posture and focused gaze betrayed his inner turmoil.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the information on the computer, his eyes practically overflowing with desire.

Another great product!

This thing must be brought back to the Ming Dynasty!

At the same time, Zhu Di had the same idea.

The father and son exchanged a glance, then subtly looked at Liu Che, Li Shimin, and Ying Zheng before quietly standing together.

"Old man! We're family, no need for formalities. Let's take the wallets first, then we can share them, okay?"

"Can!"

Old Zhu nodded.

As for whether he would share the spoils with Zhu Di after acquiring them.

tsk...

If he takes it back to his fourth son, Zhu Di, the Prince of Yan, he can use it in a shared way. It doesn't necessarily have to be shared with Emperor Yongle, right?

At the same time, Chen Mo glanced at it and clicked the print button.

"Buzz—"

The printer in the corner started up with a low hum.

Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to it.

Immediately afterwards, everyone's eyes widened in unison.

The originally blank paper was automatically swallowed into the "iron box".

Then, right before their eyes, the pages, each with clear ink stains, were "spit out" one after another in a steady and rapid manner!

The text and charts above are exactly the same as those displayed on the screen!

"Sizzle—click—"

"Sizzle—click—"

The sound of the printer was particularly clear in the quiet room.

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"!!!"

A burning desire simultaneously appeared on the faces of the five emperors.

No pen, no ink!

The text was written in an instant!

Every single one is the same!

Zhu Yuanzhang's old eyes, which were used to reading the memorials of officials and writing vermilion comments, widened instantly!

"This...this is some kind of divine craftsmanship?!"

Old Zhu couldn't help but swear.

"The engraving and typesetting processes of our Ming Dynasty artisans, which one didn't take a long time?"

Even with movable type, it still requires manual selection, ink application, and pressing!

"How...how can this thing move on its own? And so fast?!"

Old Zhu picked up a piece of paper and began to read it, becoming more and more shocked as he read.

"How can these characters be so perfectly identical?! There's not even a difference in ink density!!"

Zhu Di's reaction was even more exaggerated than his father's. He practically pounced on the printer, bent over, and stared intently at the paper output.

Watching those identical sheets of paper flow out like a stream, the muscles on his face twitched.

"This is bizarre! Absolutely bizarre!"

Zhu Di muttered to himself, and he even wanted to reach out and touch the still-moving printing head, but Chen Mo quickly stopped him.

"This...this is more than a hundred times faster than the craftsmen in our palace!"

"No, a thousand times, ten thousand times! If it were used to print military intelligence reports, imperial gazettes, and even... even my Yongle Encyclopedia..."

Thinking of the Yongle Encyclopedia, which he was compiling and which required the painstaking efforts of countless copyists and engravers, Zhu Di's heart clenched painfully!

If such a thing existed, why would we need to go through all this trouble, wasting money, time, and effort?!

Li Shimin also realized what was happening.

He took a sudden step forward, almost snatching a piece of paper from the printer, feeling the smooth texture and clear ink on his fingertips, his breathing becoming heavier.

His eyes gleamed with a sharp light, as if he were seeing a myriad of scenes.

"Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful!!"

Li Shimin's voice was excited.

"If such a divine object existed, why would we worry about the scriptures not being widely disseminated throughout the world?!"

"Once this product is released, the cost of books will plummet! Even students from impoverished families will be able to purchase and study them!"

"Given time, the intellectual barriers that the five noble families and seven powerful clans rely on to maintain and monopolize the court will surely be shattered by me in one fell swoop!!"

Compared to the Tang and Ming dynasties, when paper was already widely used, the impact of Liu Che and Ying Zheng from an earlier era is even more profound!

While Li Shimin, Zhu Yuanzhang, and others were still marveling at the speed and consistency of the printing, Liu Che and Ying Zheng's eyes were immediately drawn to the paper itself.

Liu Che picked up a sheet of A4 paper, his fingers repeatedly stroking its smooth, flat, thin, and tough texture. Compared to the heavy, expensive bamboo slips he usually reviewed, which had limited writing space, this was like heaven and earth.

He even pulled on it with incredible force and found it to be extremely resilient.

"What...what is this? It's so light and smooth, far surpassing silk and far exceeding the capabilities of bulky bamboo slips!"

Liu Che's voice trembled slightly. As an emperor, he was all too aware of the revolutionary significance of this writing material.

He had paper, but how could that yellowish, crooked hemp paper compare to the pure white paper in front of him?

Not to mention the neatly arranged text above!

Liu Che stared at the words above, becoming somewhat mesmerized.

If the Han Dynasty had this, the efficiency of recording classics, transmitting documents, and issuing government orders would be increased by more than ten times.

How much will costs decrease?

He didn't need to read a book; he just held a bamboo scroll and read for a long time, only to find that he hadn't absorbed much of the content.